If I could explain to you the pain that has filled me since, your eyes would begin to tear. If you could hear the thoughts inside my head, you would begin to break down. If you could feel the deep pain inside my soul, then maybe you could understand.

Losing people is age old. There's nothing new to losing the ones you love. But the pain that is felt is completely and utterly new to those that are feeling it. You can lose a million people and no pain would ever occur twice. Each person has a different meaning or value in your life therefore causing a different sting of pain each time.  

To go through life, with an empty hole, never to be filled, is one of the most exhausting trials that consequently never ends. But losing memory of someone screams pain even louder. Losing what means so much, all that you have left, is the most self sacrificing pain you can experience. You've already lost the physical person, now to lose the memories. Like some kind of sick game. All you have left is a recording of a voice that will make you shatter at the first word and pictures where you can't quite remember exactly where you were when it was taken.

Uncertainty can be the death of the ones that survived.